Sarada sighs at her calendar after she finishes getting dressed for the day, wishing that she had the ability to travel through time to Monday or back to yesterday. She'd been lucky the last few months while her father was looking for a house, because without a house she couldn't stay with him, but he'd moved in Tuesday and that meant this was the first weekend she'd have to spend with him since the divorce.

She grabs the bag with some of her clothes and goes downstairs to leave for Mitsuki's house. She's hoping she can convince him and Boruto to train with her for a while so she doesn't have to think about this. Sarada had been up late yesterday messaging Chouchou about it, and while Chouchou was a close friend, she didn't always seem to… keep up with Sarada's train of thought.

"Where are you going?" Sarada's mom's voice stops Sarada just before she leaves the house. Sarada turns.

"Training," she answers.

"Oh, okay," Mom says. "Are you coming back here after, or…?"

Sarada looks at the floor. "I was thinking I'd stay out long and then go straight to, um…"

"Yeah, that makes sense," her mom walks over to Sarada and crouches down to eye level, even though Sarada isn't really short enough for it to be necessary anymore. "Can I get a hug before you go?"

Sarada nods, and Mom pulls her close. Her hair smells like cherry blossoms, and Sarada wraps her arms around her mom too, her eyes starting to sting.

"I don't want to go," she murmurs. "I wanna stay here with you."

Mom pulls back and her eyes are wet too. She puts her hands on Sarada's shoulders.

"This'll be good," she says. "You and your dad will get a chance to know each other better."

"He never cared about getting to know me before," Sarada said sharply. "The only reason—the only reason I forgave him for that was because—"

She cut herself off. The last time she'd hurt her mom's feelings out of anger, their house had come down, and they definitely wouldn't be able to afford it now that Sarada's dad was out of the picture.

Except he wasn't out of the picture, and that was the problem.

Her mom hugs her again. "Did you eat breakfast?" she asks softly. Sarada shakes her head.

"I—I forgot to."

"It's okay," Mom says. "Sit down, I'll get you something to eat."

Sarada sniffs, nodding, and leaves her bag by the door. She sits quietly at the table while her mom opens the pantry and pulls out the egg carton. Her phone vibrates in her pocket and Sarada pulls it out.

Do you know what tone you want to cone? I'm free all day so do whatever is conveniently for you.

Sarada sighs at the text and the phone vibrates again.

I typed "time" and "come" and "convenient". I don't know why it did that.

She rolls her eyes and shoves it back in her pocket. Her father still doesn't get autocorrect, and last year she might've found that endearing but now it was just annoying.

"Was that...?" her mom asks and Sarada nods.

"He still can't type," she scoffs.

Mom laughs lightly. "Old-fashioned as always."

Sarada looks away from her.

The way her Mom talks about Sarada's father now isn't that much different from how she used to talk about him. The old affection is still there, it's just sadder.

Sarada doesn't know what to think of that.

After breakfast, she hugs her mom again and heads outside, deciding she'll make her dad wait until she finds out whether or not Mitsuki and Boruto want to train to respond to him. Normally she'd just text them, but she wants the extra time it'll take to walk to their houses, and they'll be more likely to agree if she just shows up than if she asks through a text.

Mitsuki lives by himself in an apartment in the middle of the Village, and when no one answers her knocking Sarada isn't surprised. Mitsuki's rarely home, preferring to wander the Village in his free time instead.

Oh well. She turns and heads for Boruto's house, which is close to Mitsuki's.

When she knocks, she hears loud footsteps running around before Boruto's mother opens the door.

"Hello Sarada," she says, smiling at her. "Are you here for Boruto?"

Sarada nods.

"Ah," Hinata says. "I don't think he's home right now, he said something about shopping this morning, but I'll check for you."

"Thank you," Sarada says. Boruto's obsession with shopping is a little ridiculous since he ends up wearing the same clothes every day no matter how much he buys.

Himawari pokes her head out from behind the wall of the corridor.

"Hey," Sarada waves at Boruto's sister. Himawari studies her, then steps out.

"Hi!"

"What're you up to?" Sarada asks and Himawari holds out what looks like a bundle of sticks glued together.

"I'm building," Himawari says. "It's gonna be a tower."

"How come you have them glued up like a bundle, then?" Sarada couldn't help asking.

"Because it's a tower," Himawari cocked an eyebrow at her.

"So there's not gonna be a floor or anythi—"

"Boruto isn't here," Himawari's mom steps back out. "Oh, sorry, were you talking?"

"I was showing her my tower," Himawari explained.

"Nice, right?" Hinata smiles at Sarada. Sarada shrugs.

"I don't get why it's a bundle with no walls or anything."

"I'm gonna poke the middle out," Himawari sighs. "I need it this way so that it can be a cylinder. It's hard to make a cylinder out of sticks."

Sarada laughs. "Fine, fine, I get it now."

"Good," Himawari says.

Sarada looks up at Boruto's mom. "Since he's not here I'll be on my way."

"You can try messaging him," Hinata suggests. Sarada nods.

"Thanks," she says. Hinata nods at her and Sarada leaves.

She pulls out her phone and her finger hovers over Mitsuki's name, then she pulls it away and scrolls to a different name. If Boruto's shopping he isn't going to want to train anyway.

I'm free all day too, she texts her dad.

He replies three minutes later.

Okay, 1st you soon.

Sarada rolls her eyes.

I meant "see".

He wouldn't be having these problems if he'd actually kept in contact with Sarada when he was away and learned how to use a cell phone.

A/N: This one's gonna be a couple chapters long but nothing huge. The first weekend with Sasuke is going to be very awkward is pretty much what I'm thinking right now… they've got a lot to work through. This goes with the Ichiraku Ramen is Always There For You fic and is part of the Divorced!Sasuke AU I've got going in my head.